Vanished

Don’s POV

The clock on my dashboard read 11:47 p.m., but it felt like time had stopped entirely. My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter as I glanced at my phone lying on the passenger seat. Vivienne’s name was on the screen, her line still ringing, but there was no answer. It had been the same for the past hour. Ring after ring, and nothing.

“Pick up, damn it,” I muttered under my breath, sla